Let it out, Girl and add a new confession.

Confessions

MB is low key trying to get me to start helping the kids with their homework. Not gonna work lady. I'm a nanny, not a tutor. I get the snacks, I don't do math.

#4

Today, I went for a walk with 2 kids in a stroller and a baby strapped to my chest. I felt like Super Nanny lol.

#3

These kids really made me earn my money today. I couldn't WAIT to go home.

#2

According to Wikipedia (Yes, Wikipedia. If you have an issue, refer to the golden rule and then judge your mother), a confession is “a statement – made by a person or by a group of persons – acknowledging some personal fact that the person would ostensibly prefer to keep hidden.” Listen, people we can’t continue to keep all this shit all bottled up. It’s not healthy for you or that woman who didn’t exactly deserve to get cussed out in the checkout line because she accidentally bumped you with her cart. She has her own problems. Instead, feel free to let that hate, or love, or joy, or annoyance out of your heart in this here confessional. Think of it like free therapy.

Happy Venting!